I can feel it rolling off my wavy hair
Sinking and saturating my brain
All different shades of thoughts floating there
Trap all of it in just to alter the heat
Steam fills what  space remains
Dwell in the fog for just a life time
It pushes in, out, down, and up
The water is boiling, time to drain
Tip me to the side and hold out your cup
It's tea time, baby